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The One-Hundred and Twentieth Edition Of The Parish News: It was quite a cold day – freezing in fact. Thankfully Allan at Creao Studio had the place toasty – there a real glow coming from the cork-lined room. It was comfortable. I sat down in front of the mic and mumbled.

There were a few errors in the show tonight – Hildegaard von Bingen was twelfth Century, not eleventh, as I mentioned. Still, it was a long time ago and I am sure she has forgiven me.

The release of note on this week’s edition of the show is by Amp, a London based outfit. They are crowdfunding their album, Entanglement Time – you can see the Crowdfunding page HERE.

This week’s show – Episode #120 – is due to be broadcast on both sides of the Atlantic. If you run a station or a network then get in contact with me – my show is free to broadcast for you.

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Andrew Backhouse
on December 21, 2018 at 3:06 pm

In this show, I mention that I do not know what the poet in “le Songe de Ludwig” is saying, due to fact that I cannot speak French. Andy Moor very kindly messaged me on Mixcloud and gave a translation. It is as follows –

“Hey Andy The Songe de Ludwig is about Ludwig Wittgenstein

THE LUDWIG TRUDE

He sees and swears,
he presumes, as a human being,
twelve pairs of nerves connected to the brain
two hands, the organs of a man

It has never been so far from the surface of the earth
not on the moon, he has always been in his room
sitting on a chair, taking a bath every day
maybe dreaming of another time

He is not in Asia Minor, or in the village of X,
but in England, turning around a table
He is very close to you,
Entering the door, when he calls you

He knows so much, for sure
red is wine, not blood
The land is already 100 years old
The water in the lit kettle will not freeze

He knows it’s a tree, not a zebra
He sees it very clearly,
It’s not just an impression, here are the branches
If it’s a piece of paper, it does not make sense

His name is L. W, German is his mother tongue
Every adult knows his name
Stop interrupting him, he will tell you with certainty
what kind of tree is

You see, I told you, it’s a chestnut
Now you can not doubt it
Things are like that,
Sitting in a chair after taking drugs”

Genius! (if you ask me).

I am astonished that people listen to my show, so you imagine how I felt when and act I play got in touch – a truly humbling experience.